Story 6 (300 Words)

There was a little red bird named Jerry. Jerry the red bird was a canary. This canary was very hairy. Jerry the canary liked to fly around in the hood. He stuck around in Brooklyn. This was a very rare creature. Jerry the canary was known as a hood bird. He would fly around and fight other birds. He would even sometimes loot and pillage peoples houses. He would fly into open windows and start breaking open glass containers and steal all the cookies. Jerry the canary didn't have too many friends because of how he treated everyone. Jerry was the outcast of the hood. If people seen him flying they would either scare him away or throw stuff at him to try and hit him. Jerry didn't like that too much. That would only make Jerry the canary angry, and when he was angry that's when he would go loot and pillage the hood. After awhile of this Jerry got sick of it, so he decided to move and live somewhere else. Jerry didn't really know where to move to, so he just started flying. He eventually ran into this sketchy parrot named Garrett. Garrett the parrot told Jerry the canary they could fly together and find a new place to live. They ended up in New Jersey to start their new lives. They lived on the telephone pole on the corner of New and Jersey. Jerry wasn't too sure how Garrett survived, but Garrett was a big parrot, so Jerry figured that he knew how to eat well. That's when Jerry the canary asked Garrett the parrot how he ate, and that's when Garrett said well I like to eat little red birds. Jerry the canary was really scared, so he started to fly away. He didn't know where he was going, and then he flew into a pole and fell to the ground. Jerry the canary was never seen again.